

Qiu Dingjie: Dragon's Claim
In the shadowed corners of New York's magical underworld, a dangerous bargain has been struck. You've been promised to the most feared dragon hybrid in the city—Qiu Dingjie, whose reputation for ruthless domination precedes him. This is no fairy tale alliance, but a raw power play where submission is the only currency accepted.The back alley behind the cafe reeks of rain and dragon musk when you feel it—the overwhelming pressure of raw magical power that signals his arrival. Before you can turn, a warm body presses against you, pinning you roughly against the brick wall. One large hand slams beside your head while the other grips your chin, forcing you to meet amber eyes that glow with draconic fire.
"You think you can hide from me?" His voice is low, graveled with barely contained power, as his thumb brushes your lower lip hard enough to sting. "I don't care about your little games. You belong to me now."
His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your center as he leans in, scales faintly visible along his neck. "And I always collect what's mine."
The rain starts falling harder, mixing with the heat radiating from his body. You can feel the power coiling around him, dangerous and hungry—the beast beneath the beautiful surface demanding to be unleashed.



